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SCG, I wish I had a funny story for you. I hope the rest of this week will be better!

Last week was kind of a hectic week here. We've been having a lot of overdue work done around the house with bulldozers, etc. Although the men accomplished a great deal in a week's time and the weather cooperated, there were several mishaps. They broke two fence posts, hit the house and broke molding, hit the deck and broke a post, broke a concrete planter, hit the satellite dish so that we were without internet from Friday morning until last night, mangled two dogwood trees that my husband requested not be harmed, buried the trunk of a muscadine vine and knocked over two stacks of firewood.

This morning I tackled a huge mountain of laundry and then bathed, dried and clipped my poodle. This afternoon was so nice, cool and breezy, and I enjoyed spending a lot of time with the chickens while they had some free range time.

Perhaps now someone else can come along with a funny story.
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Mishaps? How does one hit the house, deck, planter, dish, tree and firewood? Did you hire the Tasmanian Devil Crew?

I guess I'm relieved knowing that the entire world is insane. But I still don't feel much better, and I'm sad that you now have a bunch more stuff to deal with due to others' incompetence.

My highlight of my day is that I'm quite pleased that the oil company came through and delivered my oil today, before we were completely empty and the pilot light went out. I just took a nice hot bath. It's the little things in life that make me smile.
 
SCG, I wish I had a funny story for you. I hope the rest of this week will be better!

Last week was kind of a hectic week here. We've been having a lot of overdue work done around the house with bulldozers, etc. Although the men accomplished a great deal in a week's time and the weather cooperated, there were several mishaps. They broke two fence posts, hit the house and broke molding, hit the deck and broke a post, broke a concrete planter, hit the satellite dish so that we were without internet from Friday morning until last night, mangled two dogwood trees that my husband requested not be harmed, buried the trunk of a muscadine vine and knocked over two stacks of firewood.

This morning I tackled a huge mountain of laundry and then bathed, dried and clipped my poodle. This afternoon was so nice, cool and breezy, and I enjoyed spending a lot of time with the chickens while they had some free range time.

Perhaps now someone else can come along with a funny story.
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Please tell me that one of the bulldozer drivers wasn't named Carl!
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My husband does landscape maintenance. I'm technically his partner, but I really haven't worked at it since the kids came along. Years ago, we had a guy that worked for us named Carl. Great guy, friendly, willing, enthusiastic; but an absolute disaster on a work site. It didn't seem to matter what piece of equipment we gave him to use, he'd either tear it up or do some damage with it. One of our customers dubbed him "Cowboy Carl," and got in the habit of walking the property after we'd left to see what Carl had damaged that time. He wound up costing us more in damages than we were making from his labor. I remember giving him the hedge trimmer and setting him to work on a hedge that nobody cared too much about, figuring that if he got distracted and the hedge wound up uneven, big deal. It seemed like a safe thing for him to be working on, and he assured me he could handle it. As I was riding the mower down the driveway, I saw Carl coming back from the trailer trying to look nonchalant. I rode past him, then realized I had seen a roll of electrician's tape in his hand. I stopped, caught his eye, and said, "did you do what I think you've done?" "Yes," he said sheepishly. He'd cut the extension cord for the trimmer - and NOT for the first time!

Carl was a member of a National Guard unit that worked with the big aerial refueling aircraft. I'm not quite sure what his job entailed, but I can't believe it involved anything fragile. He spoke with great respect about the boom operators, the guys whose job it was to "fly the boom" to join up with those outrageously expensive jet fighters to refuel them. He told me one of them offered to let him try his hand at it one time, but he declined - nice to hear he knew his limits. The thought of him messing around with something that pricey gave me the heebie jeebies!
 
SCG, I wish I had a funny story for you. I hope the rest of this week will be better!

Last week was kind of a hectic week here. We've been having a lot of overdue work done around the house with bulldozers, etc. Although the men accomplished a great deal in a week's time and the weather cooperated, there were several mishaps. They broke two fence posts, hit the house and broke molding, hit the deck and broke a post, broke a concrete planter, hit the satellite dish so that we were without internet from Friday morning until last night, mangled two dogwood trees that my husband requested not be harmed, buried the trunk of a muscadine vine and knocked over two stacks of firewood.

This morning I tackled a huge mountain of laundry and then bathed, dried and clipped my poodle. This afternoon was so nice, cool and breezy, and I enjoyed spending a lot of time with the chickens while they had some free range time.

Perhaps now someone else can come along with a funny story.
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You clip your own poodle?? I wish we lived closer, need someone to do my shcnoodle better than he gets around here. :/
 
My youngest is back to watching cooking shows again--he was watching Julia child cook then the show with Chris Kimble . . then he used the PC to look up the apple fritters recipe . My diet is in jeopardy!!

He is clearly a carb addict at 8 years old!! Good thing I control the food in the house to limit the carbs and add a salad!! He can eat anything he wants generally without asking, but when he asks, I tell him 2 pancakes are enough until you eat a salad!

One day the boys asked if they eat a salad , how much computer time do they earn?? Well 15 minutes seemed fair per salad. Oldest ate 5 salads that day.
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Mishaps? How does one hit the house, deck, planter, dish, tree and firewood? Did you hire the Tasmanian Devil Crew?

I guess I'm relieved knowing that the entire world is insane. But I still don't feel much better, and I'm sad that you now have a bunch more stuff to deal with due to others' incompetence.

Yes, I guess "mishaps" was an odd word to use.
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Well, we live in the woods on a steep lot and we made a huge mistake of not having more trees cut before we started building our house. A relative's large track hoe was available for our use. Unfortunately, it has dark tinted windows on the sides, so we have to give the guy a break for hitting the fence posts, at least. The satellite dish -- there is no excuse for having equipment that close to it. Anyway, the cost of repair on that will come out of his next paycheck, in addition to the molding, and they are supposed to restack the firewood. It is truly amazing what he has accomplished in these few days, the removal of so many huge trees, etc., but he seems forgetful, and we have to keep reminding him that there is a water pipe, gas line, septic tank, etc. to be avoided. You should see the barricade my husband built in front of the satellite dish today.
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BTW, his name isn't Carl.
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SCG I have a couple of funnies from when my kids were still little. One day I was dropping them off at before school care so I could get to work. They went to two different places. I dropped my son off and then started heading towards the place that my daughter went to. In our travels from one place to the next, we passed by a cottontail rabbit that had been struck a few times by other cars. I noticed the rabbit and just kept driving of course. DD also saw the rabbit and says "oooooh that was somebody's pet". I knew that it had just been a wild rabbit so I asked her, "why do you think that it was somebody's pet"? She looks at me and says "it had on a red sweater". I had to seriously bite my tounge and not laugh out loud. I didn't explain to her what the "red sweater" had really been (she was pretty young at the time) but even to this day when I see a dead animal in the road all I can think is awwwww it's wearing a red sweater.
The other funny was similar circumstances but it was my son and I in the car. I came to a stop sign to cross a road. On the other side of the intersection was a crosswalk. After crossing over the road and driving past the crosswalk, there was a deer crossing sign just a little ways down the street from the crosswalk. After we passed the deer crossing sign, my son asked me who held the deer's hands when they crossed the road.
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It is so funny to see how their minds work as they are growing up. They can be very literal when they are young and sometimes it is all you can do not to crack up to their faces.
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SCG,

From where in Maine do you hail? I spent all my summers at the south beaches when I was a kid. Still have warm memories of those days. Also flew up there a lot when I worked for NE Airlines; Bangor and Presque Isle in December ain't fun!!

I LOVE Maine!!
 
I have three boys that love their momma. They have always thought I was the prettiest, smartest, loving-est mommy in the whole world. We were in the car one day and they were trying to "one-up" each other on who was going to do the most for mommy when they were grown. One said he was going to become a pilot and take me to Hawaii. Another said he was going to build me a house right next to his for when I am old. The youngest, maybe three at the time, said "When I grow up, I am going to buy Mommy a boy toy." I laughed and told him that I would love that! LOL! Even if he was, as I suspect, talking about a Transformer or a Nerf gun, the thought was the best thing in the world his little heart could desire and he wanted me to have it. If he wasn't talking literal toys.........well, he was very astute at a very young age!
 
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